Chapter 63: Shenzhou; Guhua, Qishi Mansion

half a month ago.

The Young Emperor’s Mansion is located near the center of Jiuli Divine City. This mansion, which covers an area of ​​several miles, is not far from the imperial palace and is also a place where many practitioners are concentrated.

Although Mo Fan only stayed in Jiuli Divine City for a few days, this Young Emperor’s Palace did not show any signs of haste. It can be said that the people of the Jiuli Dynasty are very good at dealing with people.

The gate is high and the walls are wide, with two large stone Qilins guarding the house outside. The hall is magnificent, with carvings of Bai Ze guarding the courtyard inside.

I also heard that Mo Fan liked dragons, so he added a lot of real dragon-related embellishments to the details of the furniture.

In this land of high value, it is obviously not easy to find such a huge mansion, but Mo Fan’s house was not built by occupying the land of any royal family, but was built from the ground up!
Yes!

The entire dragon vein where the Jiuli Divine City is located is under the control of the Divine Dynasty. A piece of open space several miles long and wide has been separated in the center of the city. For this earth dragon, it is just a matter of moving a few dragon scales.

At this time, Mo Fan was sitting in the main hall of the Young Emperor’s Mansion. His powerful aura made the peerless master in the golden dragon robe opposite him tremble with fear.

Mo Fan was still dressed in blue as usual. Opposite him was the Emperor of the Guhua Dynasty. He was dressed in a dragon robe and had a majestic aura without even being angry.

“Thank you, Emperor Guhua. Today I am grateful to Guhua for his kindness.” Mo Fan sat in the main seat and bowed to the great and powerful man from Guhua sitting opposite him.

He was actually a little surprised, because although he was determined to obtain Gu Hua’s Imperial Scripture, he did not expect that the ancient emperor would come to the Jiuli Divine Dynasty in person.

“Young Emperor, you are too polite. As the son of the most powerful emperor of our human race, I, Guhua, am terrified.” Emperor Guhua said hurriedly.

As an immortal dynasty, the Guhua Dynasty knows more secrets about the ruthless emperor than the world imagines—

This notorious emperor may have lived for more than two lifetimes. There are also rumors that the most mysterious Nanling Emperor in history…
Although it was only a rumor, Mo Fan, as the biological son of the Ruthless Emperor, was probably more terrifying than people imagined.

“If there is a chance, please invite the young emperor to come to Guhua. Everyone in Guhua will welcome you.” The Emperor of Guhua took the initiative to invite.

“Hahaha, the young emperor will come to visit us in the future. The young emperor’s mansion is newly built, so there is no banquet to invite you. How about you two come to my Jiuli Palace for a few drinks?”

Suddenly, a hearty laugh interrupted the words of Emperor Guhua.

“No, no, I need to go back to Guhua to preside over the affairs of the empire. Thank you Emperor Jiuli for the invitation.”

Being located in Zhongzhou and both being immortal dynasties, the relationship between the Guhua Dynasty and the Jiuli Dynasty was not necessarily very good.

It can be said that if it were not for Mo Fan, there would be no hope of seeing Emperor Guhua personally ascend to the Jiuli Divine City in this lifetime.

Just as Mo Fan was about to invite the Emperor of Jiuli to the Young Emperor’s Mansion for a chat, he sensed several different auras approaching the Jiuli Divine City.

Mo Fan was in a good mood regarding the visitor.

After all, it is rare in the world to have an ancient scripture delivered to your doorstep without you having to go there yourself.

However, things were not going well for the Emperor of Jiuli.

He abandoned the face of the Lord of the Jiuli Dynasty and personally stood guard outside the Great Xia Divine City, just to get acquainted with Mo Fan, the future emperor of the human race, and by the way, to try his hand at the opportunity of Jiuli in the future tens of thousands of years.

Unexpectedly, these people had sharper noses than dogs. Before he, as the host, could do anything, these people came up to him one by one like dog-skin plasters.

He simply doesn’t want to save his old face.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed.

Mo Fan walked out of the imperial city of the Shenzhou Dynasty, one of the four immortal dynasties in Zhongzhou. This was the last dynasty he visited in a month.

Still as polite.

Mo Fan naturally made full use of his interpersonal skills learned in both his two lives, and got along very well with the four major dynasties in Zhongzhou.

Similarly, because this trip to Zhongzhou was much smoother than expected, not only did the ancient scriptures contained in the Jitian Sutra add four new ancient scriptures, but also various imperial fortunes, and his own realm was almost at the threshold of the seventh level of Zhandao. It’s just that he has been suppressing it and has not broken through.

After all, it has been less than a year since he started practicing the Dao of Slashing, but he has already reached the fifth level of the Dao of Slashing.

This speed can be said to be unprecedented.

He didn’t want to go any faster, as it would not do him any good in the future.

He had to take every step impeccably, otherwise he might not be able to break through the hopelessly powerful imperial suppression of the fourth generation of the ruthless man within him.

Although he possessed the Chaos Holy Spirit Body and could directly attain enlightenment, he was unwilling to do so simply.

He reaches the top step by step, he wants to be Mogao!
Although his cultivation level has not broken through, his own Chaos Law ‘Jitian Sutra’-Daogong Volume has already roughly created the three major divine scriptures, and his own combat power has also been raised to a higher level.

A great cultivator who stands at the fifth level of the Way of Slashing, breaks through the natural barrier of the Way of Sainthood, and is powerful enough to slash the fifth level of the Sainthood—

Such combat power cannot be achieved by simple divine prohibition.

Rather, it is one of the external manifestations of Mo Fan exploring the origin of his own Chaos Holy Spirit Body, breaking through the level of life, and breaking the ceiling of the realm time and time again.

The Shenzhou Dynasty and the Qishi Mansion are not very far apart, but it is also a distance that is difficult to cross.

Fortunately, there is a domain gate that can be passed through…

On the golden nine-dragon chariot.

The little nun Xia Yilin wanted to say something several times but finally couldn’t hold it in any longer and asked softly, “Brother Mo Fan, are we going to the Qishi Mansion?”

Mo Fan was resting with his eyes closed. Hearing this, he glanced at the little girl, and an unnatural blush immediately appeared on her face.

This is naturally not about shyness or reluctance, but the surging blood and qi caused by being too happy.

Apart from following her brother Xia Yiming to attend banquets everywhere, the little nun Xia Yilin rarely goes out, especially to a place like Qi Shi Mansion, which is extremely famous in Zhongzhou and even Beidou.

The Qi Shi Mansion only opens once in a thousand years, and it is like a Pandora’s box, attracting all the interest of the little nun Xia Yilin.

After traveling for an unknown amount of time, the carriage passed a hillside. Mo Fan, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes for a rare moment and looked ahead.

Ahead, there was nothing but a sea of ​​clouds.

The coachman whipped his whip and the carriage rushed into the sea of ​​clouds.

As soon as the carriage entered the sea of ​​clouds, it began to fall as if it had lost weight, but the coachman remained calm.

This is a formation restriction in Qi Shi Mansion, flying is not allowed.

As the layers of clouds were pushed aside, the view suddenly became clear, and a vast landscape of mountains and rivers appeared below.

The little nun Xia Yilin sitting in the carriage opened the curtain and looked out the window curiously, her pair of silver autumn eyes flashing with a strange light.

The sky is blue, the land is boundless, buildings are floating in the sky, and rivers are flowing down from the sacred peaks and falling into the mountains and rivers.

On the earth, pavilions are shining with golden light, absorbing the precious energy of heaven and earth, which is very extraordinary.

“Wow!”

The little nun Xia Yilin couldn’t help but exclaimed that the scene before her was like a fairyland.

Although the Great Xia Imperial City was no less beautiful than the scenery before her eyes, and even better, for some reason, the little nun Xia Yilin felt that the scenery of the Qi Shi Mansion was so beautiful.

(End of this chapter)